When the sky is light.
A Yun Qin sergeant beheaded a Da Mang sergeant after several ruined restaurants.
Around him, there were all the corpses of Yun Qin soldiers and Da Mang soldiers.
The team of Yunqin soldiers and Da Mang soldiers who fought here were left alive at this time.
This is in Shaohua Mausoleum.
At least half of the Shaohua Mausoleum has been turned into ruins.
Because there are too many dead people, but there are not many people still alive, so at this time, this mausoleum city, which was devastated by the battle between people, seems to be quieter than usual.
There were so many dead people that many of the contacts they had had have been cut off.
In such a heavy and silent dawn, this Yun Qin sergeant with blood oozing blood in the black armor on his shoulders didn't even know who had the upper hand in this war at the moment, didn't know when this war would end and whose victory it would end with.
He was a little dehydrated because he was sweating too much.
He found that the water bladder on his body had already fallen, so he immediately wanted to see if there were any water bladders on the bodies of the corpses around him.
At this moment, a tall figure like iron casting wearing handsome armor and a long red sè cloak tied to the handsome armor appeared in his sight.
He swallowed hard, licked his chapped lips, looked at the iron-cast general who came over, raised the black sèbian military long knife in his hand, and rushed forward.
He didn't see how the other party was moving, the long knife in his hand broke, and then he flew upside down and fell to the ground.
He had several broken bones, but he found that he was not dead.
"I remember you, you helped me wash my horse in Biluoling."
The majestic general, with thick eyebrows like ink and lips as red as blood, spoke calmly, he continued to move forward, ignoring the Yun Qin soldier who fell to the ground, and the voice clearly reached the ears of the Yun Qin soldier from the place where his figure disappeared.
This Yun Qin soldier looked at the direction in which the general disappeared.
The Yun Qin military has always been speculating about which city a strong man like Wenren Cangyue will eventually descend on.
Now this ordinary Yunqin soldier also knows the answer.
He had seen the moon and the moon.
Just as Wenren Cangyue said, he once helped Wenren Cangyue wash his war horse in Biluoling.
He used to be a frontier soldier in Biluoling.
But he had only seen Wenren Cangyue once, that is, when Wenren Cangyue was inspecting their army in Biluoling, he randomly clicked on him and asked him to help scrub his war horse.
I heard that Cangyue was in Biluo Mausoleum, and I didn't know how many subordinate sergeants I had seen, but I would remember an ordinary low-level sergeant like him.
Wenren Cangyue didn't kill him, just because he recognized him as the border army of Biluoling and used to be his subordinate.
In fact, the biggest reason why he was able to survive the battle here was also because of the training he received in the Biluo Border Army, and the Biluo Border Army itself was the soldier with the most combat experience and the best fighting skills in Yunqin.
If General Wen Daren could remember himself who he had only met once when he was in Biluo Mausoleum, he would definitely feel extremely honored and happy.
However, at this time, looking at the dead comrades-in-arms around him, this Yunqin soldier did not appreciate it.
He licked his chapped lips, snorted and spat at the place where the back of the moon disappeared, and then he raised the half-cut knife and slashed hard at his throat.
Wenren Cangyue sensed what was happening behind him, but his life was indifferent, and his temporary non-killing was only because of a trace of nostalgia, so this Yun Qin soldier used such the strongest means to show his attitude towards him, and it did not make his mind fluctuate in the slightest.
There was not the slightest change in his indifferent countenance, and in his powerful perceptual world, some cold snowflakes appeared.
This perception made a smile of excitement appear on his indifferent face.
He walked straight towards where he sensed.
There was blood and corpses along the way, but not a single living person appeared in front of him, blocking his way.
Li Ku is dead, Vice President Xia is old, and the Purgatory Mountain Sect is watching him from afar, so who else in this world can stop him from moving forward The ruins were fading, the corpses were dwindling, and an entire alley appeared in front of him.
A scribe in a silver shirt was waiting for him on a gravel road that had been washed clean by a drizzle.
The sky has cleared for the time being.
Turn off the AT AD AGT The air was very fresh, and the smell of plantain leaves and grass in the surrounding courtyard could be heard.
In the sky, there are snowflakes falling.
Wen Ren Cangyue became more and more excited.
The soul power in his body began to run, and the aura on his body shook so that the houses in front of him cracked and collapsed.
He walked straight through the collapsed house, he needed his body ready to get into his peak state, he needed that sharpness.
"Zhou Ruohai, many years ago, when I was in command of the Biluo Border Army, I always suspected that the strongest person in Zhongzhou City was not Ni Henian, but you, so I always wanted to fight with you, but people like you and me, if there is no real life-and-death duel, how can we see who is strong and who is weak.
The duel between life and death is like a dish that is just made to watch, but cannot be eaten, which makes people feel tasteless when they think about it.
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I can't imagine that today, but I can fulfill my long-cherished wish for many years.
He walked through the collapsed house, walked spotlessly, walked to the gravel road where Zhou Shoufu was, and said with a smile.
He never had to hide his emotions, and his smile was also a majestic laugh.
"Just for one of your own thoughts, you have caused so many killings and displaced so many people, is it worth it" Zhou Shoufu's calm eyes showed a trace of regret: "Don't you think that it will be happier to live in the eyes of many people who are truly loved and watch those people live happily" "I used to have such thoughts, but there will be many different stages in a person's life, and at this stage, I want to cross all the highest mountains in the world and become the highest mountain, and as for whether I will have the idea you are talking about now after I become the highest mountain in the world, that is also unknown."
Wen Ren Cangyue smiled and said indifferently: "For people like you and me, there are not a few peaks in front of me, and this era is the best opportunity to reach the top, I don't know how you resist this temptation in your heart, but for me, only by becoming the highest mountain can it be possible to do things freely."
When the time comes, what kind of person and what kind of thing to do, there will be no one to hinder and tie up hands and feet.
Look at you, there are peerless talents, sages who govern the country, you are loyal to the king, but in the end, you have not ended up like this" Zhou Shoufu said calmly: "In your eyes, my situation may be lonely, but what I do is meaningful to me."
And you, without reverence in your heart, detach yourself from sentient beings, and in the end you will naturally not tolerate this world. ” "This is the so-called difference in the way, not conspiring with each other."
Wen Ren Cangyue laughed and said, "For me, the only meaning you have at this moment is the person I want to kill the most in the entire Yunqin Empire, especially among all the people on this battlefield." ” Zhou Shoufu looked at him and said, "Isn't it Lin Xi?"
"He" Wen Ren Cangyue sneered, "After he is too weak to kill you, I have many years to kill him." ” Zhou Shoufu stopped talking.
He was sure that he couldn't change Wen Ren's mind at all.
Unless someone can completely subdue Wenren Cangyue, Wenren Cangyue's mind may be able to change.
He sighed.
The exhaled breath was warm, but the snowflakes falling in the sky were getting bigger and bigger.
Each snowflake has become the size of a sycamore leaf.
In Shaohualing, a southern city that rarely snows, on this ordinary stone road, the next biggest snowstorm since the founding of Yunqin began.
The unimaginably large snowflakes are extremely beautiful, and each snowflake is so beautiful that it is amazingly beautiful, but it falls unusually slowly, almost stagnantly.
Wenren Cangyue tilted her head slightly.
At the first snowflake of change, he had already raised his head.
The Seven Yao Demon Sword flew out of his hand, spinning around him at high speed, slicing through pieces of snowflakes that were approaching him, shaking out the bitter cold that erupted in each snowflake.
He created his own close-quarters kendo and has always been a general who only knows how to attack, and in this battle, he was directly forced to take the defensive first.
Zhou Shoufu stretched out his hand in the biggest snow in Yunqin and caught a snowflake.
The snowflake disappeared in his hands.
A moon-like transparent ice flower bloomed behind Wenren Cangyue and grew in the air.
Wenren Cangyue's brows furrowed slightly.
A thick frost of white sè appeared on his hair and eyebrows.
The long red cloak behind him was frozen harder than a piece of iron, and cracks faintly appeared.
There was a cracking sound of "click".
The Seven Dawn Demon Sword shattered the ice flower.
A snowflake fell on the shoulder of the moon.
A blood stain oozed directly from the armor on Wenren Cangyue's shoulder, and it froze instantly, as if on the armor, there was an extra bright red rune.
At this moment, Zhou Shoufu pointed at the sword, and an astonishing sword intent pierced through the snowflakes in the sky.
Countless snowflakes shook at high speed, condensing into a transparent ice sword, following his gaze, piercing between the eyebrows of the moon like a man.
Wen Ren's gaze fell on this little ice sword.
The Seven Yao Demon Sword suddenly hovered in front of him, just in front of his eyebrows, waiting for this little icy sword.
However, this little ice sword did not come as soon as he had predicted in his perception.
Pieces of snowflakes still kept covering the sword body of this icy little sword.
The speed at which the ice sword flew away became slower and slower, but the sword body became larger and larger.
Wenren Cangyue's brows furrowed deeply.
A touch of solemnity replaced the indifference between the corners of his mouth before
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